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Warren “War” Jinkins is that guy. The bad one. Tempest’s ex-front man, an arrogant rock god. The only thing larger than his ego is his capacity for self-destruction. His bad attitude has cost him. His woman. His best friend. His band. Everything. Shaina Bentley is that girl. The good one. Hollywood’s pink candy-coated sweetheart. She’s been practically perfect since that horrible day. But she’s starting to crack under the strain of being everything to everyone. Is love a current too dangerous to cross or will it be the bridge that brings them together?

Nico Wright hates me because of my sister’s actions. I hate him because of how he makes me feel. I’m all twisted up with attraction, longing, and a large dose of shame. When I find out he’s the architect I need to help me get the old theater turned into a proper dance studio, I have no choice but to use his designs to bring my vision to reality. As I spend with Nico, I realize he’s the only one who understands how much I ache over losing my prima ballerina position at the Boston Ballet. He, too, had his dreams shattered by people who claimed to love him. Just like me.

Heather Combs grew up in Ardor Creek, stuck in a home with zero love or emotional support. She became a popular but cold ice queen, then married her high school boyfriend, only to realize she’d entered into another emotionally unfulfilling relationship. Convinced she didn’t possess the capacity to love, she divorced her ex and left Ardor Creek. Years later, Jeremy Kramer, a successful author and single dad, moves to Ardor Creek and instantly falls for the small-town charm. His busy life leaves little room for love, even if former bad girl Heather Combs continually catches his eye.

Brodie Gipson left the Army and immediately joined the Columbia Police Department. Serving his country was in his blood, and SWAT was his calling. With his military experience, he fit right in with his brothers in blue, protecting the community. It was an intense career that held little room for anything else.

I’m not looking for a woman, not after I humiliated myself on national TV. But she appears all the same. The woman I’ve been waiting for my entire life. A woman who possesses the power to reach my lost soul and reassemble its fragments.